My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1122

Disappointment sank into Kristopher’s gut like a stone. He exhaled sharply, shoulders slumping, and trailed the officer to the patrol car. Tomorrow, he thought. There was always tomorrow.

At the Morrison family’s sprawling estate…

Carrie barely stepped through the door before her family swarmed her. The IV needle was tugged free from her arm, and a cluster of family doctors hovered, their murmurs blending into a low hum.

“I am fine, really,” Carrie said, her voice soft but fraying at the edges. She cast a pleading glance at the ambulance doctor, silently begging for help.

The doctor caught her look and stepped forward, raising a hand to quiet the room. “We have completed all necessary checks. Ms. Campbell requires rest, nothing more.”

He handed a crisp examination report to the family’s physicians.

After scanning the document, one of the family doctors nodded. “Indeed, rest is all she needs.”

toward her bedroom, her family

usually a haven of space, felt

room, his brow furrowing at the lack of provisions. “Carrie, are you hungry? Name anything—our chef can whip it up, or I will

the house. I will ask the maid

outdone, Arion leaned forward, his voice earnest. “Carrie, just say the word, and

warmed Carrie’s heart, but exhaustion dulled her ability to respond. She stood

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from that garbage truck.

offered, “I will stay with

but I would rather sleep alone for now. I rest better that

have the kitchen prepare porridge. Even if you do not feel like

lips. “All right,” she conceded, her

the maid. “Bring a